Mr. Zhou has a comfortable recliner. When he is at home, he sits on the recliner most of the time. Sometimes he can’t sleep at night, so he sits on the recliner. He only gets up and moves when he wants to go to work or cooperates with a health care doctor to exercise.

If someone comes to visit, Mr. Zhou usually talks on the recliner. At night, everyone comes to the house with acquaintances, probably the elderly. Sometimes when the health doctor comes to remind him to take medicine, he will be funny to find that two or three people are leaning on the recliner, talking like an old farmer chatting under a big locust tree in the village.

At noon on the 16th, Mr. Zhou stayed at home to rest as usual.

It was a rest, but the phone would not stop. The secretary would send documents from time to time. After lunch, the two leaders of the Planning Commission came to visit together.

At this time, the health care doctor's brows will frown.

But he had no choice but to check Mr. Zhou's pulse, heartbeat and other physical condition, and then leave the living room and let them talk in private.

Leaning on the recliner, Mr. Zhou flipped through the documents, put them down for a while, and laughed: "This Sucheng has always had a bad idea. What is the plan committee's opinion?"

"We are very ashamed that our work has not been done well. Logically speaking, what Comrade Su Cheng can think of is what we should think of." Director Lu rarely saw Mr. Zhou, and in the environment of a private house, his speech was a bit intermittent, but his meaning was still very clear. He paused for a moment and said, "However, although we did not consider this plan, the Planning Commission does not agree with this plan very much."

"Why?" Old Zhou raised his head and couldn't tell the joy or anger.

Director Lu hesitated and said, "We think it's a bit too obvious to take advantage of the situation. If it's a scale of 10 billion, the Soviet Union will give us at least 10 billion. Maybe it's more. It's hard to say whether Russia will settle the accounts in the future. Besides, I heard that the State Council has already had countermeasures on the Soviet issue and will also preside over the purchase of some arms equipment. If the Planning Commission implements such a plan, it will inevitably cause interference."

"Will it affect Sino-Soviet relations if handed over to social companies?"

"Are you talking about private enterprises?" Chief Lu said softly: "The reputation of private enterprises is not high enough, and the Soviets probably don't recognize them. Our private enterprises are not long. In 10 years, not many private enterprises have money."

"Didn't Sucheng control a bank? Is Shenzhen Development Bank? Then let him take Shenzhen Development Bank to the Soviet Union to do this business."

"We're not involved?"

"Why don't you participate? Isn't there any state-owned shares in Shenzhen Development? The state and it jointly contribute to share profits. Of course, don't interfere with what to do, let it play freely. You also have to tell him that if there is a problem, he will be responsible for it."

Mr. Zhou gave his opinion so quickly, Director Lu had to agree. He glanced at Su Zhenguo beside him with his eyes, a little surprised at his silence. Then he whispered: "The problem now is the loan subject. We cannot borrow from the Soviet National Bank because we are worried that it will be taken over by the Russian central bank in the future, and the loan agreement we signed may expire. But we don't know when Russia will take over the Soviet Bank. So we can only wait."

"I read the report from Sucheng that there will be news within this month? Or maybe it is the last few days?"

"This...we can't judge."

Mr. Zhou frowned and said, "The State Planning Commission cannot make a judgment, but a private enterprise can make a judgment? How did Sucheng make a judgment? Just think about it?"

Director Lu really thought Su Cheng had thought about it, but how could he say that? He could only say: "I heard that Dahua Industrial has a strategic business department. There is also a department in it, which is collected by intelligence. It mainly collects official information and then analyzes it to draw conclusions."

Intelligence analysis and intelligence collection are just as important. For enterprises, thrilling spy wars are not what they want, and commercial spies are better not knights who fly over the eaves and walls. Spending a lot of money to hire some major students in social behavior analysis and then analyze and discuss intelligence is the best solution.

The consortiums in Japan, South Korea, Germany and the United States use the same system, mainly collecting public information, and then analyzing public information, and often get correct conclusions. Greenspan in history is a typical example. When he was not the chairman of the Federal Reserve, but a worker, he analyzed the American aircraft industry during World War II, and through public information, he obtained specific answers to data such as industrial aluminum, industrial rubber, etc., which was exactly the same as those stored in the Pentagon. He was shocked by the cold sweat of American generals.

In fact, he made a model and then added data. Many of the Nobel Prize winners in economics since the 1980s are designers of economic models.

In the early 1990s, China was interested in money at first, but it had not yet sublimated to the level of economics, let alone boring intelligence analysts. Even if there were, they were vassals of the intelligence department, which was different from the analysis department of Dahua Industrial.

Mr. Zhou saw Dahua's intelligence collection system from other reports. After a few words, he mentioned: "The Planning Commission concluded that it must be based on correct and reasonable information. Dahua's information collection, in terms of their scale, is far better than you."

Chief Lu was a little dissatisfied, and after all, he said helplessly: "Yes".

Mr. Zhou didn't say much, pressed the phone call and spoke directly: "Look for some information about the Soviet financial system, and see if there are any changes in them and Russian banks in the past few days."

After that, he quietly leaned on the recliner and signaled Su Zhenguo to lie down too.

Chief Lu did not have such good treatment. He sat on his knees and was a little uncomfortable with such quietness.

After a moment, Mr. Zhou's secretary pushed the door and inserted a box of videotapes into the video recorder, and handed it over to Mr. Zhou a document, saying: "This is the latest news from the embassy. This morning, Yeltsin announced that he would take over the power of the central government, including the precious metal production department, and stop providing funds to about 80 central departments... Later, Yeltsin announced that the Russian Central Bank would take over the Soviet State Bank and the Soviet Foreign Economic Bank..."

Luci's face was stiff and he hurriedly asked, "Did the incident happen today?"

"yes."

"This guy guessed again." Chief Lu murmured to himself. Su Zhenguo and Mr. Zhou were a little funny and surprised.

Old Zhou smiled and asked, "Since that's the case, then let me inform Su Cheng."

"Okay." Ruszhang didn't say anything else. He could guess this, which means that the information was obviously smoother than himself, so why are you fighting for?

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,please.
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